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Oct 2011
Showering, peeping through the curtain
Waiting for ghosts in striped camp clothing
Waiting for gas
Terror

Back to reality
Me in the rose tiled tub
Music playing
Hot water

Driving, staring at tall trees in the forest
Waiting for smoke to billow above
Waiting for the smell
Eerie

Reality
Three children strapped in
Husband holding leather covered steering wheel
Air Conditioning

This isn't my chosen voyeuristic retreat
Drenched in the ease of today
Still seeing what lurks in the shadows
Kayla Manor
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